"Dejan always keeps his word."
Buffon reminded him gloomily from behind Paolo Maldini.
"I know, Gigi."
Paolo Maldini said irritably.
He had just taken a jab at Dejan Lu and was immediately hit back.
Out of all these teammates, Dejan Lu was the only one he truly felt comfortable leaving a child with.
Every other household had some kind of problem.
The young ones could barely take care of themselves. Totti was still fucking researching how many minutes pasta needed to boil. Could someone like that look after a child?
As for the old guys, putting aside whether they would be happy about suddenly having a child dumped on them—
The captain's family situation was too complicated for him to trust.
And as for Verchowod, Paolo Maldini had heard that Soviet people took their children to bathe in frozen lakes during winter. His son probably was not that resistant to the cold.
Besides, he had heard that his son wanted to establish a new Soviet Union.
It would be bad if Chris and his friends ransacked his house someday.
Paolo Maldini looked around and suddenly felt that the team needed to strengthen its cultural and moral development.
At the very least, these young players' families could not all be such a mess. Otherwise, when he wanted to leave a child somewhere, he would not be able to find many suitable places.
After Baresi retired, he would do this.
It was all for the team.
If the players' families were harmonious and they had no worries while playing, only then could they devote themselves one hundred percent.
Paolo Maldini immediately came up with the team's most important plan for its next stage.
Mihajlović stood with his hands on his hips.
He truly had not expected Dejan Lu to fool him